you don't get something for nothing. everything has a cost, perceivable or not.

my mind isn't as sharp as it once was. i need to fix that. shall i start enumerating the ways in which i can do that?

2 hours and 50 minutes is a long time to sit in one place and bubble in circles on a page.

wheeee... programming is fun. and no that isn't sarcasm.

can someone please invent a motivation pill... so that i may take it. while they're developing that, they should also work on making that ever talked about money tree.

ok so my friend brian returned my spare notebook yesterday. i didn't realize how much i missed the darn thing till i got it back. its nice to have a notebook you don't give a crap about. you can drop it, abuse it, eat on it and not be freaked out that you might break a $2k machine.

i have to take the GRE on saturday and i have not prepared. looks like it'll have to be a do-over.

whoa. barfing is not a good feeling. better to be staring at a familiar porcelain throne rather than a strange unfamiliar public one.

examples partake of the particular

fucking cable company. my site was down (as was my internet access) most of the day.

de·vo·tion
n.
1. Ardent, often selfless affection and dedication, as to a person or principle. See synonyms at love.
2. Religious ardor or zeal; piety.

oh the line wasn't bad at all. i was done with my tax crap by 2 pm.

i have to stay home today just to wait for the UPS guy to drop off my tax stuff that my accountant mailed me. lets just hope that there isn't a humongo line at the post office when i try to mail the damn thing.

i swear i had dream last night where i was bald. not completely bald, but hunter s. thompson bald. aaggghhhh.

hows this for a greeting, "Hello, my name is Tim. Please do me." ?

why oh why do i try to figure people out. its like trying to figure out a difficult math problem. you really want to find the solution just for the sheer challenge of doing so.

yipee.. that french girl didn't drop the class. now if only i can contrive a reason to talk to her. now.. tell me, does the use of the word 'contrive' in the previous sentence seem a bit contrived?

is it always assumed that, for males, physical stimuli is prefered over mental stimuli? "hey shutup and just make-out with me"

i see myself sitting on a red metal folding chair in a crowd of people sitting on similar chairs. its my turn. i stand up and speak with a nervous yet unashamed tone of voice, "hi... my name is tim... and i'm an attention whore." the crowd replies in unison, unemotionally, "hi tim."

oh by the way.. i was talking about a person's brain.